Someone recently asked me why I haven’t blogged in awhile. The answer is, as Little Man would say: “I be busy!” “But you have the summers off” you might be thinking, “you probably are just laying by the pool drinking margaritas.” Oh, how I wish with all my might that were true. But, alas, the reality of my summer existence is not nearly so glamorous. Or quiet. Or anything close to resembling ‘relaxing’. Have I mentioned I have three children??
Take some day last week. I would be more specific, but all the days seem to run together in the summer. On this particular day I woke up to my alarm at 6:00 am, got up and spent some time in my garden, made some homemade meals for the homeless, deep cleaned all of my bathrooms, and ran 10 miles as part of my marathon training. This, in addition to entertaining, refereeing, feeding, cleaning, disciplining, and nurturing my three cherubs pretty much wore me out by 1:00 in the afternoon, so while Little Man was taking his nap, just this once, I wanted to take a nap too.